do not weep do not stand at my grave and weep i am not there i do not sleep i am a thousand winds that blow i am the diamond glint on snow i am the sunshine on ripend grain i am the gentle autmn rain when you wake in the morning hush i am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight i am the soft starlight at night do not stand at my grave and weep i am not there i do not sleep